Before the four of us left on our respective honeymoons; Tony and Ziva were going to the Bahamas as Nick and I relaxed in Jamaica, we were wrapping some things up at the office. Our flights were in a few hours, so we had time. Tony and Nick were still itching to leave. On a subconscious level Ziva and I wanted to leave too, but it was hard for us to leave NCIS for a week; NCIS was our home after all. At one point Jenny had pulled Nick aside for a moment.
“What do you need, Director?” Nick asked.
“I just wanted to talk to you for a brief minute before you and Jaylyn left.”
“Sure go ahead.”
“Be careful with her.” Jenny said.
“I will, Director.”
As Nick was with Jenny; I had pulled Jethro aside for a minute.
“What is it, Jay?” Jethro asked.
“I know I don’t have to say this; because I know how much you love my sister and how protective you are of her, but keep her safe while I am gone.”
“I will, Jay. Don’t worry she will be fine.”
Tony, Ziva, Nick and I had been so use to carrying our guns from portal to portal that it was odd for us to leave them in our respective desk drawers for a week. Jethro was losing three of his best agents for a week, but he knew that it would be fine. He still had Kate and McGee around. In anticipation of our departure Jenny had reassigned AJ from field work to Jethro’s team for the time being.
Much like when Jethro had retired four years ago, everyone in the squad room. This time Jethro wasn’t retiring, but still we were family and they were there to see us off. Abby stood in between Jethro’s desk and McGee’s just as she had four years ago. This time Jethro had his arm wrapped around her shoulders. Kate was standing next to Ziva’s desk as McGee was in between his desk and Tony’s. Ducky was standing next to Kate as Jenny stood in the exact same place she stood in when Jethro retired.
Before long all four of us were on our respective flights to our respective honeymoons. Nick had taken care of putting our carry-on luggage in the overhead compartments just as Tony did with his and Ziva’s carry-on luggage. Nick took his seat next to me and took my hand in his. My engagement ring and wedding ring was fully visible as was Nick’s wedding band was. One of the flight attendants stopped by to see if we had needed anything.
“Is it your first time going to Jamaica?” the flight attendant asked us.
“Yes; it is, we’re on our honeymoon.” I answered.
“Well congratulations to you both. You both get a complimentary glass of wine or champagne, which would you like?”
“Red wine, if you could.” I replied.
“And you sir?”
“Same as my wife.”
It was nice to hear Nick call me his wife. A smile played across my face as I heard Nick utter the last thing he said.
“What’s got you smiling?” Nick asked once the flight attendant left for the galley.
“You called me your wife. I love hearing that.” I answered.
A few hours of later Nick and I were in Jamaica in our hotel room. Ziva and Tony were in their hotel room in the Bahamas as well. It was time for us to do what all newlyweds did ever so well on their honeymoons. Ziva had been in the same green dress she was in four years earlier when she and Tony went undercover as the married assassins. At least this time she had her own wedding ring and engagement ring on her hand instead of ones that were from another case.
Just as it had four years ago, Ziva’s green dress hit the floor in a matter of minutes. Once the dress hit the floor; Tony’s eyes lit up. He couldn’t wait to have his way with Ziva. Tony wasted no time when it came to consummating their marriage. He kissed her on her lips; then he moved down Ziva’s neck, to her chest and down.
Before long Tony went in for more. Ziva had reached the moment where her whole body went num as she had an orgasm. Tony and Ziva consummating their marriage was like that second night in Marseilles for Jethro and Jenny.
Over in Jamaica, Nick and I weren’t that far behind Tony and Ziva. Unlike Ziva, I wasn’t wearing a dress. Instead I had a pair of low-rise ripped jeans on that exposed my stomach and my navel ring, my top was one of those American Eagle Outfitters’ cream colored menswear pinstripe vests.
“Do you know how sexy you look right now, Mrs. Balboa?” Nick asked once we were alone in our room.
“Why don’t you come over here and show me?” I answered as I slowly started to unbutton my vest.
Nick was pleased to see that the only thing that was underneath my vest was my bra. Before long Nick had imitated the exact same moves Tony used with Ziva. Much like Ziva; I had reached orgasm level as we consummated our own marriage.
Over the next few days Nick and I continued have sex. Tony and Ziva did the same. On our last day both Ziva and I had noticed that we weren’t ourselves. We were both nausea in the morning. We had decided to see a doctor before we went back to DC. Ziva and I each waited in a Doctor’s office on our respective islands.
The Doctor that took care of Ziva came in a few minutes later to tell her what he had found out from the blood work.
“Mrs. DiNozzo, I have some good news for you and your husband.” the doctor said.
“What is it?” Ziva asked as she took Tony’s hand.
“You are pregnant with what looks like twins.”
Meanwhile Nick and I waited in a Doctor’s office in Jamaica waiting for the results of my blood work.
“Mrs. Balboa; the good news is that you don’t have a parasite. The better news is that you are pregnant.” the doctor said.
We were all stunned. When we got back to DC and back to NCIS we had everyone waiting to welcome us home along with some wine. Nick and Tony each took a glass of wine from Jenny. Ziva and I were a little more hesitant; knowing that we would be putting our unborn children in danger if we took the wine.
“Come on, you two take the wine.” Jenny insisted.
“They can’t.” Jethro said like he already knew why we couldn’t drink.
“Why?”
“We’re pregnant.” I said.
“You’re what?” Jenny inquired.
“Ziva and I are pregnant. What did you think we did on our honeymoons? See the sights?”
Everyone congratulated us, but I could still see that Jenny wasn’t all that thrilled with me. But I didn’t care if she was or wasn’t. I was happily married and I was going to be a mother in nine months. Both Ziva and I were completely happy and absolutely glowing.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Party time, Jayboa style
Everyone was inside the dining hall as Nick and I were just outside the dining hall having a celebration of our own. I knew in the back of my mind that it was only a matter of time before Jethro and Jenny started to wonder where we were. Nick and I had been making out for a good twenty five minutes. I was leaning against the wall and I had Nick up against me. At one point when we had parted for air I had looked down at my rings.
“What’s going on in that head of yours, Mrs. Balboa?” Nick asked as a smile played across his face.
“I just can’t wait for our honeymoon, Mr. Balboa.”
“I love you, Mrs. Balboa.” Nick said as he kissed my neck.
“Love you too, but we have to get in there.”
Like Ziva and Tony; we had a dj at our reception. I had wanted a band to play, but we didn’t have the time or the money to get a band to play at the reception. So instead we used the dj that was at Tony and Ziva’s reception.
“Introducing for the first time anywhere; Mr. and Mrs. Nicholas Balboa.” the dj said over the microphone as Nick and I entered the room.
As we walked in I saw how happy and proud Jenny, Ziva, Ducky and Jethro were of us. Everyone was proud from the entire team to Nick’s older sister; Delaney, who was in attendance. Nick and I walked onto the dance floor. Nick kept me at arms’ length as he had me walk the parameter of the dance floor as if he were showing me off to those in attendance. As I walked past the bridal table I saw familiar smiling faces looking back at me. Even Jethro was smiling as he laced his hand with Jen’s and then he set them both on the table.
“And now Jaylyn and Nick will dance their first dance as man and wife.” the dj said as he started to play At Last by Etta Jones.
As Nick and I danced a tear slid down Jen’s face as she watched me and Nick.
“What’s wrong, Jen?” Jethro asked.
“She is so beautiful out there. Still can’t believe that she is twenty-five and married, Jethro. Jay is still that little that little five year old that would follow me around whenever I came home for a visit, not a married twenty-five year old.”
“You still have me and you know Jaylyn will always need you; you’re her older sister, Jen. Just as I will always need you. You can’t be replaced in our lives.”
“Thank-you, Jethro. I love you too.” Jenny said as Nick and I took our seats at the bridal table.
“Did you just say what I think you just said?” I asked Jen as I caught the last part of what she said.
Jenny didn’t answer me instead she gave me her leave it alone look that I had known ever so well. For little while we all danced, this time we had invited Jordan to come so she wouldn’t have to crash. Sometime later in between the dancing we sat down to eat. We didn’t worry about having two main courses. It was more like “have whatever you want” dinner.
I was completely happy, but like Jenny there was a part of me that was a bit disappointed in Col. Jasper Shepard. Both Jenny and I knew there was no point in drowning our disappointment in bourbon. After dinner it was time for the father, daughter dance. This time the dj didn’t bother to ask if the father of the bride was in attendance. It seemed like Jenny took care of it when she got to the dining hall.
“Now it’s time for the father, daughter dance.” the dj said as he started to play Trace Adkins’ You’re Gonna Miss This.
“You look absolutely ravishing my dear.”
“Thank you, Ducky.”
Ducky then noticed me looking over to Jenny and Jethro. Ducky noticed the look of concern on my face.
“She is going to be fine; my dear. Jethro won’t let anything happen to her while you are away.”
“Promise me, Ducky. If anything happens to her that you will call me.”
Ducky didn’t answer.
“Ducky, promise me.”
“I will.”
“Thank you, Ducky.”
“You’re welcome.”
I had later found out that Ziva was concerned about Jenny just as I was. But unlike myself Ziva remember that Jenny was able to take care of herself which helped to lessen her worry. The song wrapped up and we took our seats. It was time for Tony and Ziva to make their toasts before the cake was cut. Ziva was the first to speak. It was clear who was gonna be in charge in their marriage and oddly enough Tony seemed like he was okay with Ziva taking the lead for once.
“Jay, you know that you and Jenny are family to me. And now with your marriage Nick is family too. I wish you both all the happiness in the world. Love you both. Congrats.” Ziva said as she raised her glass.
Next it was Tony’s turn to speak.
“Okay, it’s definitely a tough act to follow when your own wife gives a toast like that. In all the years that I have worked with Gibbs I have learn many things. One of those things is to treat the woman in your life like she is a queen. Be good to each other.”
Once the reception was over we all went our own ways. Jenny went home with Jethro. Tony and Ziva went back to her apartment. Tony had figured that it would be better for him to move into her place than her to move into his. Ducky went home with Jordan to the corgis.
Kate decided to spend the night at Drew’s which Tony had a field day with at her expense. Abby decided to hang out with McGee at his apartment. Nick and I went back to mine and Jenny’s apartment. Now the apartment was mine, Jenny and Nick’s; needless to say this was gonna get interesting once Nick and I got back from our honeymoon. It was obvious that Nick and Tony could hardly wait to leave on the honeymoons for one obvious reason. Ziva and I saw our respective honeymoons as our vacation from the insanity of NCIS and a break from our functional mute’s mood swings.
“What’s going on in that head of yours, Mrs. Balboa?” Nick asked as a smile played across his face.
“I just can’t wait for our honeymoon, Mr. Balboa.”
“I love you, Mrs. Balboa.” Nick said as he kissed my neck.
“Love you too, but we have to get in there.”
Like Ziva and Tony; we had a dj at our reception. I had wanted a band to play, but we didn’t have the time or the money to get a band to play at the reception. So instead we used the dj that was at Tony and Ziva’s reception.
“Introducing for the first time anywhere; Mr. and Mrs. Nicholas Balboa.” the dj said over the microphone as Nick and I entered the room.
As we walked in I saw how happy and proud Jenny, Ziva, Ducky and Jethro were of us. Everyone was proud from the entire team to Nick’s older sister; Delaney, who was in attendance. Nick and I walked onto the dance floor. Nick kept me at arms’ length as he had me walk the parameter of the dance floor as if he were showing me off to those in attendance. As I walked past the bridal table I saw familiar smiling faces looking back at me. Even Jethro was smiling as he laced his hand with Jen’s and then he set them both on the table.
“And now Jaylyn and Nick will dance their first dance as man and wife.” the dj said as he started to play At Last by Etta Jones.
As Nick and I danced a tear slid down Jen’s face as she watched me and Nick.
“What’s wrong, Jen?” Jethro asked.
“She is so beautiful out there. Still can’t believe that she is twenty-five and married, Jethro. Jay is still that little that little five year old that would follow me around whenever I came home for a visit, not a married twenty-five year old.”
“You still have me and you know Jaylyn will always need you; you’re her older sister, Jen. Just as I will always need you. You can’t be replaced in our lives.”
“Thank-you, Jethro. I love you too.” Jenny said as Nick and I took our seats at the bridal table.
“Did you just say what I think you just said?” I asked Jen as I caught the last part of what she said.
Jenny didn’t answer me instead she gave me her leave it alone look that I had known ever so well. For little while we all danced, this time we had invited Jordan to come so she wouldn’t have to crash. Sometime later in between the dancing we sat down to eat. We didn’t worry about having two main courses. It was more like “have whatever you want” dinner.
I was completely happy, but like Jenny there was a part of me that was a bit disappointed in Col. Jasper Shepard. Both Jenny and I knew there was no point in drowning our disappointment in bourbon. After dinner it was time for the father, daughter dance. This time the dj didn’t bother to ask if the father of the bride was in attendance. It seemed like Jenny took care of it when she got to the dining hall.
“Now it’s time for the father, daughter dance.” the dj said as he started to play Trace Adkins’ You’re Gonna Miss This.
“You look absolutely ravishing my dear.”
“Thank you, Ducky.”
Ducky then noticed me looking over to Jenny and Jethro. Ducky noticed the look of concern on my face.
“She is going to be fine; my dear. Jethro won’t let anything happen to her while you are away.”
“Promise me, Ducky. If anything happens to her that you will call me.”
Ducky didn’t answer.
“Ducky, promise me.”
“I will.”
“Thank you, Ducky.”
“You’re welcome.”
I had later found out that Ziva was concerned about Jenny just as I was. But unlike myself Ziva remember that Jenny was able to take care of herself which helped to lessen her worry. The song wrapped up and we took our seats. It was time for Tony and Ziva to make their toasts before the cake was cut. Ziva was the first to speak. It was clear who was gonna be in charge in their marriage and oddly enough Tony seemed like he was okay with Ziva taking the lead for once.
“Jay, you know that you and Jenny are family to me. And now with your marriage Nick is family too. I wish you both all the happiness in the world. Love you both. Congrats.” Ziva said as she raised her glass.
Next it was Tony’s turn to speak.
“Okay, it’s definitely a tough act to follow when your own wife gives a toast like that. In all the years that I have worked with Gibbs I have learn many things. One of those things is to treat the woman in your life like she is a queen. Be good to each other.”
Once the reception was over we all went our own ways. Jenny went home with Jethro. Tony and Ziva went back to her apartment. Tony had figured that it would be better for him to move into her place than her to move into his. Ducky went home with Jordan to the corgis.
Kate decided to spend the night at Drew’s which Tony had a field day with at her expense. Abby decided to hang out with McGee at his apartment. Nick and I went back to mine and Jenny’s apartment. Now the apartment was mine, Jenny and Nick’s; needless to say this was gonna get interesting once Nick and I got back from our honeymoon. It was obvious that Nick and Tony could hardly wait to leave on the honeymoons for one obvious reason. Ziva and I saw our respective honeymoons as our vacation from the insanity of NCIS and a break from our functional mute’s mood swings.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Jayboa say I do
After spending a whole day and a second night at Jethro’s it was mine and Nick’s big day. My stomach was full of butterflies the entire morning. Jenny kept reassuring me that Dad would come and arrive in time to walk me down the aisle. Tony and Ziva had decided to wait until after mine and Nick’s wedding to go on their honeymoon. I guess Ziva was able to tell how badly I wanted to marry Nick.
She also knew that I wasn’t the poster child for patience. Part of me wanted to stop time and not going any further. The other part just wanted to get the ceremony done and over with so I could have a drink to get rid of the butterflies in my stomach. Just as we had champagne while we were changing two days prior for Ziva’s wedding, we had it again this time. This time the champagne wasn’t cutting it. As Jenny took another sip of her champagne she heard her cell buzz.
“What is it?” I asked as Ziva zipped the back of my gown up and Kate got my veil ready.
“It’s a voicemail.” Jenny said as she listened to it.
“From who?”
“Listen for yourself.” Jenny said as she handed me her phone.
After listening to the voicemail our father left on Jenny’s phone I could barely stand. My knees started giving out which wasn’t good since I was in heels and had a glass of champagne in my hand.
“What’s wrong?” Abby asked when she saw me fall to the ground.
“How the hell can he do this to me; to me on my wedding, Jen? How can he take a knife and stab me with it?”
“Our father left a voicemail saying that he can’t make it to wedding. She has no one to walk her down the aisle.” Jenny answered.
“Gibbs or Ducky can walk her down.” Kate said.
“It can’t be Jethro.” I responded.
“Why can’t it be him?”
“It can’t be him because Jethro has always been more like a brother to me. At the very least he’s always been my sister’s boyfriend even when they weren’t together.”
“So that leaves Ducky.” Jenny said.
“You know as well as I do; Jen, that Ducky has been more of a father figure to us than our own father ever was.”
“I’ll be right back.” Jenny said as she left Kelly’s room where we were all changing again.
“Where is she going?” Kate asked.
“Gibbs.” Abby answered.
“Bourbon.” Ziva chimed in.
“Phone call.” I said.
Once Jenny got downstairs she started to search for a glass and Jethro’s bourbon. It didn’t take Jenny long to find a glass. After all she knew Jethro’s house and where he kept things better than any of his ex-wives or his ex-girlfriends ever did. Now it was time to find the bourbon. Before he found out that Jenny wasn’t her normal self, Jethro had come up to see me and the others.
“How are you doing Jaylyn?” Jethro asked as he came into Kelly’s room.
“I’ll be a lot better once Nick and I walk down the aisle as husband and wife.”
“What’s wrong?”
“My father called a little while ago and left a voicemail on Jen’s cell, Jethro.”
Jethro as usual embraced his functional mute side as he sat next to me on Kelly’s bed and listened.
“He’s not coming to the wedding, Jethro. I have no one to walk me down the aisle.” I continued.
“I’ll ask Ducky to walk you down the aisle. How did Jenny take the news?”
“She went downstairs to have a drink or two.”
Jethro nodded and went down to find Jenny. It didn’t take Jethro long enough to find Jenny. Jenny had poured herself half a glass of bourbon just as Jethro always did and sat down on Jethro’s couch.
“Here for a pep talk, Jethro; cause that is what this is for.” Jenny said as she held up her bourbon.
“After all this time; I know better than that, Jen.”
“So you know then.”
“Yes I know that’s why I have Ducky walking her down the aisle in ten minutes.”
“It’s that time already?”
“Yes it is, so it might be a good thing for you to be sober for your sister’s wedding.”
“I got it Jethro.”
It was time for the ceremony. Mine and Nick’s wedding was slightly different then Ziva and Tony’s. McGee walked Abby down the aisle. Drew walked Kate down the aisle once Abby and McGee took their places. Tony and Ziva followed Kate and Drew. AJ and Palmer were next. Then before Ducky and I proceeded down the aisle; Jenny and Jethro walked down before us. The fact that my sister looked like a Christmas tree between her hair and her bridesmaids dress gave me a little bit of happiness. But I knew that if Jenny and Jethro ever got married she would be more than happy to repay the favor.
A few minutes later the Reverend told Nick he could slide my wedding band onto my finger. As Nick slid the platinum Tiffany’s engagement ring on my finger I noticed Ziva looking at her rings and then to Tony. Jenny looked at Jethro as I slid Nick’s wedding band on his hand. The Reverend then pronounced Nick and I; man and wife before we walked down the aisle. Next up was the reception and hopefully this time we would all be able to not get as drunk as had at Tony and Ziva’s reception.
She also knew that I wasn’t the poster child for patience. Part of me wanted to stop time and not going any further. The other part just wanted to get the ceremony done and over with so I could have a drink to get rid of the butterflies in my stomach. Just as we had champagne while we were changing two days prior for Ziva’s wedding, we had it again this time. This time the champagne wasn’t cutting it. As Jenny took another sip of her champagne she heard her cell buzz.
“What is it?” I asked as Ziva zipped the back of my gown up and Kate got my veil ready.
“It’s a voicemail.” Jenny said as she listened to it.
“From who?”
“Listen for yourself.” Jenny said as she handed me her phone.
After listening to the voicemail our father left on Jenny’s phone I could barely stand. My knees started giving out which wasn’t good since I was in heels and had a glass of champagne in my hand.
“What’s wrong?” Abby asked when she saw me fall to the ground.
“How the hell can he do this to me; to me on my wedding, Jen? How can he take a knife and stab me with it?”
“Our father left a voicemail saying that he can’t make it to wedding. She has no one to walk her down the aisle.” Jenny answered.
“Gibbs or Ducky can walk her down.” Kate said.
“It can’t be Jethro.” I responded.
“Why can’t it be him?”
“It can’t be him because Jethro has always been more like a brother to me. At the very least he’s always been my sister’s boyfriend even when they weren’t together.”
“So that leaves Ducky.” Jenny said.
“You know as well as I do; Jen, that Ducky has been more of a father figure to us than our own father ever was.”
“I’ll be right back.” Jenny said as she left Kelly’s room where we were all changing again.
“Where is she going?” Kate asked.
“Gibbs.” Abby answered.
“Bourbon.” Ziva chimed in.
“Phone call.” I said.
Once Jenny got downstairs she started to search for a glass and Jethro’s bourbon. It didn’t take Jenny long to find a glass. After all she knew Jethro’s house and where he kept things better than any of his ex-wives or his ex-girlfriends ever did. Now it was time to find the bourbon. Before he found out that Jenny wasn’t her normal self, Jethro had come up to see me and the others.
“How are you doing Jaylyn?” Jethro asked as he came into Kelly’s room.
“I’ll be a lot better once Nick and I walk down the aisle as husband and wife.”
“What’s wrong?”
“My father called a little while ago and left a voicemail on Jen’s cell, Jethro.”
Jethro as usual embraced his functional mute side as he sat next to me on Kelly’s bed and listened.
“He’s not coming to the wedding, Jethro. I have no one to walk me down the aisle.” I continued.
“I’ll ask Ducky to walk you down the aisle. How did Jenny take the news?”
“She went downstairs to have a drink or two.”
Jethro nodded and went down to find Jenny. It didn’t take Jethro long enough to find Jenny. Jenny had poured herself half a glass of bourbon just as Jethro always did and sat down on Jethro’s couch.
“Here for a pep talk, Jethro; cause that is what this is for.” Jenny said as she held up her bourbon.
“After all this time; I know better than that, Jen.”
“So you know then.”
“Yes I know that’s why I have Ducky walking her down the aisle in ten minutes.”
“It’s that time already?”
“Yes it is, so it might be a good thing for you to be sober for your sister’s wedding.”
“I got it Jethro.”
It was time for the ceremony. Mine and Nick’s wedding was slightly different then Ziva and Tony’s. McGee walked Abby down the aisle. Drew walked Kate down the aisle once Abby and McGee took their places. Tony and Ziva followed Kate and Drew. AJ and Palmer were next. Then before Ducky and I proceeded down the aisle; Jenny and Jethro walked down before us. The fact that my sister looked like a Christmas tree between her hair and her bridesmaids dress gave me a little bit of happiness. But I knew that if Jenny and Jethro ever got married she would be more than happy to repay the favor.
A few minutes later the Reverend told Nick he could slide my wedding band onto my finger. As Nick slid the platinum Tiffany’s engagement ring on my finger I noticed Ziva looking at her rings and then to Tony. Jenny looked at Jethro as I slid Nick’s wedding band on his hand. The Reverend then pronounced Nick and I; man and wife before we walked down the aisle. Next up was the reception and hopefully this time we would all be able to not get as drunk as had at Tony and Ziva’s reception.
Friday, February 12, 2010
The Morning After
Ducky, Jethro and Jenny were already up by the time that the rest of us got up. Jethro had pretty much spent part of the night in the basement working on his boat. Jenny had gone down a few times throughout the night to keep Jethro company. All the times that my sister had gone to see Jethro she had perched herself on the workbench stool she had sat on so many times before.
“Do you know how irresistible you are right now?” Jethro asked Jenny one of the times that she had down.
“Irresistible to the point where you want to continue disregarding rule 12 by having your way with me on your boat?
Jethro didn’t say a word instead he set the hand sander down and went from there. Jethro then took Jenny in his arms and had Jenny lean against the frame of the boat he was currently building. Jethro caressed Jenny’s body and nuzzled her neck.
“What are you thinking, Jethro?” Jenny asked.
“This.” Jethro answered as pulled Jenny’s dress off of her and tossed it off to the side.
Jethro led Jenny to the front of the boat so they could lay on it. When Jenny turned around he noticed tattoos.
“When did you get these?”
“The angel wings were done twenty-seven years ago and the Eiffel Tower was done fourteen years ago while we were in Marseilles.”
“I didn’t notice the angel wings back then.”
“Decker wanted them covered for the ops we had.”
“Why?”
“He didn’t want either of us to have any distinguishing markings that would jeopardize the ops.”
“Well the only things I find distracting are those mesmerizing green eyes of yours and your gorgeous crimson hair.”
“Jethro.”
“The wings are for your mother aren’t they?”
“Yes, now can we stop all this talking and replicate Marseilles before I freeze in your basement.”
Jethro nodded. There was just something about their bodies touching that made the entire world disappear for Jenny. Jenny could see it in Jethro’s soulful blue eyes that she was always able to read. Just from looking in his eyes for a brief moment she could tell that he was already in Marseilles in his mind as he kissed every spot of her from lips down her neck and down the rest of her body. Meanwhile upstairs Ducky had gone to bed in Jethro’s spare bedroom.
Nick and I fell asleep in each others’ arms on the living room floor. Tony and Ziva were sleeping on the pull sofa bed just like Nick and I were. Abby and McGee followed suit just as Kate and Drew had. The seven us were so tired from the wedding and the reception that we all crashed the minute we arrived at Jethro’s. Needless to say the seven of us being drunk from all the alcohol consumed at the reception didn’t help.
A few hours later we were all awake. Ducky was making scrambled eggs and omelets for breakfast. Jethro was making bacon and sausages to go with the eggs. Tony, McGee, Nick and Drew set Jethro’s dining table and brought up extra chairs. Kate, Abby, Ziva, Jenny and I were up in the master bathroom fixing ourselves up for breakfast.
“You sounded like you had some fun last night, Jenny.” Ziva said.
“I have no idea what you are talking about.” Jenny said as nonchalantly as she could.
Ziva and I looked at each other know perfectly well that Jenny was lying.
“Come on, Jen; we all know that you and Jethro slept together on his boat.”
“We kind of heard you screaming and moaning, Director.” Abby said.
Jenny started to blush in embarrassment.
“It was kind of orgasmic.” Kate said.
“Wow, the team’s good girl has a naughty side.” I said as I scrunched my hair and ran some styling mousse through it.
“Possibly.” Kate said as she pulled her hair back.
Jenny, Ziva, Abby and I smiled. Jethro had given all five of us each a shirt and lounge pants of his to sleep in. Jenny, Abby and Kate were the only three that were still in the lounge pants that Jethro had given us. Ziva and I decided to ditch the lounge pants until we had gone down for breakfast. The tiled bathroom floor was cold and driving all of us crazy to the point that we didn’t even bother to put our make-up on. Abby was just about done with putting her last pigtail up as Ziva put her newly re-straightened hair up in a ponytail.
“Are you girls almost done up there?” Jethro called up to us.
“Just about done, Jethro.”
Ziva and I left the bathroom to step into Jethro’s bedroom to put our lounge pants on.
“So what is it like being married?” I asked Ziva as we waited for my sister, Kate and Abby.
“You should ask Jenny that one.” Ziva answered.
“Ziva.”
“Jay, I just got married twelve hours ago. Your sister would know better, she and Gibbs have been like a married couple since their ops in Europe.”
“Come on, be serious for five minutes.” I said.
“Its pretty much like dating, just a lot less stressful. You can actually be yourself and not worry about it.”
“I am kind of excited about tomorrow.” I said.
“I was like that too.”
“Where are you and Tony going on your honeymoon?”
“We’re going to the Bahamas. Where are you and Nick going?”
“Jamaica.”
Within the next few minutes the five of us had gone down to breakfast. There was a bit of silence for a few minutes before Drew spoke up.
“I know that Kate has a tattoo on her ass……..”
“Drew!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Kate said.
Drew ignored Kate and continued on.
“It’s obvious that Abby has tattoos. Do any of you have any of your own?” Drew continued.
Once again there was a silence in the room. Ziva looked at Tony hoping that he wouldn’t say that she had one. Jenny didn’t have to look at Jethro to know that he wasn’t going to say anything about hers. McGee knew Abby wouldn’t spill, but he wasn’t quite sure about Tony. I knew that Nick wouldn’t say word. The eleven of us sat there and ate breakfast silently; just the way Jethro liked it.
“Do you know how irresistible you are right now?” Jethro asked Jenny one of the times that she had down.
“Irresistible to the point where you want to continue disregarding rule 12 by having your way with me on your boat?
Jethro didn’t say a word instead he set the hand sander down and went from there. Jethro then took Jenny in his arms and had Jenny lean against the frame of the boat he was currently building. Jethro caressed Jenny’s body and nuzzled her neck.
“What are you thinking, Jethro?” Jenny asked.
“This.” Jethro answered as pulled Jenny’s dress off of her and tossed it off to the side.
Jethro led Jenny to the front of the boat so they could lay on it. When Jenny turned around he noticed tattoos.
“When did you get these?”
“The angel wings were done twenty-seven years ago and the Eiffel Tower was done fourteen years ago while we were in Marseilles.”
“I didn’t notice the angel wings back then.”
“Decker wanted them covered for the ops we had.”
“Why?”
“He didn’t want either of us to have any distinguishing markings that would jeopardize the ops.”
“Well the only things I find distracting are those mesmerizing green eyes of yours and your gorgeous crimson hair.”
“Jethro.”
“The wings are for your mother aren’t they?”
“Yes, now can we stop all this talking and replicate Marseilles before I freeze in your basement.”
Jethro nodded. There was just something about their bodies touching that made the entire world disappear for Jenny. Jenny could see it in Jethro’s soulful blue eyes that she was always able to read. Just from looking in his eyes for a brief moment she could tell that he was already in Marseilles in his mind as he kissed every spot of her from lips down her neck and down the rest of her body. Meanwhile upstairs Ducky had gone to bed in Jethro’s spare bedroom.
Nick and I fell asleep in each others’ arms on the living room floor. Tony and Ziva were sleeping on the pull sofa bed just like Nick and I were. Abby and McGee followed suit just as Kate and Drew had. The seven us were so tired from the wedding and the reception that we all crashed the minute we arrived at Jethro’s. Needless to say the seven of us being drunk from all the alcohol consumed at the reception didn’t help.
A few hours later we were all awake. Ducky was making scrambled eggs and omelets for breakfast. Jethro was making bacon and sausages to go with the eggs. Tony, McGee, Nick and Drew set Jethro’s dining table and brought up extra chairs. Kate, Abby, Ziva, Jenny and I were up in the master bathroom fixing ourselves up for breakfast.
“You sounded like you had some fun last night, Jenny.” Ziva said.
“I have no idea what you are talking about.” Jenny said as nonchalantly as she could.
Ziva and I looked at each other know perfectly well that Jenny was lying.
“Come on, Jen; we all know that you and Jethro slept together on his boat.”
“We kind of heard you screaming and moaning, Director.” Abby said.
Jenny started to blush in embarrassment.
“It was kind of orgasmic.” Kate said.
“Wow, the team’s good girl has a naughty side.” I said as I scrunched my hair and ran some styling mousse through it.
“Possibly.” Kate said as she pulled her hair back.
Jenny, Ziva, Abby and I smiled. Jethro had given all five of us each a shirt and lounge pants of his to sleep in. Jenny, Abby and Kate were the only three that were still in the lounge pants that Jethro had given us. Ziva and I decided to ditch the lounge pants until we had gone down for breakfast. The tiled bathroom floor was cold and driving all of us crazy to the point that we didn’t even bother to put our make-up on. Abby was just about done with putting her last pigtail up as Ziva put her newly re-straightened hair up in a ponytail.
“Are you girls almost done up there?” Jethro called up to us.
“Just about done, Jethro.”
Ziva and I left the bathroom to step into Jethro’s bedroom to put our lounge pants on.
“So what is it like being married?” I asked Ziva as we waited for my sister, Kate and Abby.
“You should ask Jenny that one.” Ziva answered.
“Ziva.”
“Jay, I just got married twelve hours ago. Your sister would know better, she and Gibbs have been like a married couple since their ops in Europe.”
“Come on, be serious for five minutes.” I said.
“Its pretty much like dating, just a lot less stressful. You can actually be yourself and not worry about it.”
“I am kind of excited about tomorrow.” I said.
“I was like that too.”
“Where are you and Tony going on your honeymoon?”
“We’re going to the Bahamas. Where are you and Nick going?”
“Jamaica.”
Within the next few minutes the five of us had gone down to breakfast. There was a bit of silence for a few minutes before Drew spoke up.
“I know that Kate has a tattoo on her ass……..”
“Drew!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Kate said.
Drew ignored Kate and continued on.
“It’s obvious that Abby has tattoos. Do any of you have any of your own?” Drew continued.
Once again there was a silence in the room. Ziva looked at Tony hoping that he wouldn’t say that she had one. Jenny didn’t have to look at Jethro to know that he wasn’t going to say anything about hers. McGee knew Abby wouldn’t spill, but he wasn’t quite sure about Tony. I knew that Nick wouldn’t say word. The eleven of us sat there and ate breakfast silently; just the way Jethro liked it.
Monday, February 8, 2010
A Tiva Reception
Within minutes we were waiting for the newlyweds to arrive at the hotel ballroom where their reception was being held. Abby had persuaded McGee to dance just as Kate had with Drew; her boyfriend. Jenny and I had perched ourselves on the barstools in front of the open bar at the reception. Jethro was next to Jenny as Nick was next to me.
“What would you guys like to drink?” the bartender asked.
“Scotch.” Nick said in response.
“Bourbon, neat.” Jethro, Jenny and I answered in unison.
Nick looked at the three of us like we were from another planet.
“What?” I questioned my fiancée.
“I just find it a bit odd that the three of you all ordered bourbon.”
Jenny and I smiled knowing that bourbon was our proverbial comfort blanket.
“Its one of those things you’ll never know, honey.” I answered as I swung around in my chair to kiss Nick.
Ducky was sitting at the head table keeping four bridesmaids bouquets company as he watched Abby, McGee, Kate and Drew on the dance floor. After watching the quartet dancing in front of him; he looked over to the quartet at the bar where the two redheads he held in great respect and dignity were smiling from ear to ear with a certain happy glow about them. Even seeing his silver haired friend smile brought a bit of joy to him.
The dj got a signal from the doorman telling him that Tony and Ziva were waiting to come in.
“Everyone please join me in welcoming for the first time anywhere, Mr. and Mrs. Anthony DiNozzo Jr.” the dj said over the microphone.
All of us including Tony’s fraternity brothers stood up and clapped as the newlyweds entered the ballroom. Ziva had removed her veil and was absolutely glowing. Tony was grinning from ear to ear as usual. Tony led Ziva to the center of the dance floor where the dj had a single spotlight shinning on them.
“Now the bride and groom will dance to their first dance as husband and wife.” the dj said as he played Brad Paisley’s She’s Everything.
Before Tony and Ziva started to dance; Jenny, Jethro, Nick and I joined Ducky at the bridal table just as Abby and McGee had. Kate and Drew took their seats at the table next to the bridal table.
“She’s absolutely glowing.” Abby commented as we all watched Tony and Ziva dance.
I happened to notice the looks on Jenny and Jethro’s faces for a brief second. They were looks of proud parents watching their children grow up before them. But within seconds that was shattered by Kate’s comment.
“There could be another reason why Ziva is glowing.”
“Shut it Kate.” I said.
Both Kate and I turned to see Jethro giving us the Gibbs stare telling us both to shut up.
“Sorry Gibbs.” Kate said.
“Don’t apologize; it’s a sign of weakness.” I said to Kate seeing the look of slight aggravation on Jethro’s face.
It was midway through She’s Everything when the dj’s voice echoed over the speakers.
“Tony and Ziva would like to invite those of you that are in love to join them on the dance floor.”
Palmer got up from his seat and walked over to AJ.
“Will you accompany me on the dance floor, AJ?” Palmer asked.
“Yes; Jimmy, I will.”
We were all completely stunned as Palmer led AJ to the dance floor. Before long we noticed someone else in the room.
“Would you like to dance?” Jordan asked Ducky.
“Why yes I would.” Ducky answered taking Jordan’s arm and intertwining it with his.
McGee asked Abby to dance just as Drew asked Kate to.
“Jenny.” Gibbs said in his own unique way of asking her things.
“You really do know how to sweet talk a girl, Jethro.” Jenny said as linked her arm with Jethro’s.
“Jay, wanna dance?” Nick asked me.
“I’d do anything with you. In fact there are a few things I’d like to do with you right now.”
All of us danced for a while and then we sat down to eat. Once we were done eating Nick and I sneaked away for sometime to ourselves.
“Where did Jaylyn and Nick go?” Jethro asked.
“They went do what we do ever so well.” Jenny said with wishful glint in her eyes.
My sister was right about one thing; Nick and I were doing the one thing she and Gibbs had perfected years ago in Europe.
“It’s not exactly Marseilles, but it will do.” I said.
A few minutes later Nick and I lay in bed with the covers wrapped around us.
“That was……” Nick said.
“Amazing.”
“It was out this world, life shattering amazing, Jay. Can’t believe we waited all this time for this.”
“It was worth the wait. Now we better get back.” I said.
“But we have time before Gibbs and Ziva dance the father, daughter dance. And it’s not like it’s time for you to make your toast.” Nick said as nuzzled my neck and whispered sweet nothings into my ear in attempt to get me to stay in bed.
The affect I had on Nick was obvious. It was the same affect my sister had on Jethro. Both Jethro and Nick obviously had an Achilles’ heel for redheads.
“Come on; we had our fun. It’s time we rejoin the others.”
Nick and I got dressed. Nick zipped my dress up in the back grudgingly. Minutes later we had given the room key back to the concierge and went back to the ballroom. Jenny and I were talking for few minutes.
“Did you have fun on your little rendezvous?” Jenny asked.
“Don’t I look like I did?”
Before Jenny could answer the dj had come over to us with a question.
“Ms. Shepard.”
“Yes.” Jenny and I said in unison.
“It’s time for the bride to dance with her father. Is her father here?”
Jenny and I looked at each other; both of us knowing the question before us had a loaded answer to it.
“Her father isn’t here, he died a few months ago.” Jenny answered.
“Is there someone else she could dance with? Her father-in-law possibly.”
“Her father-in-law left after the ceremony. But Jethro will dance with her for the father; daughter dance. He is the closest thing she has to a father.” I responded.
The dj went back to his area as Jenny and I returned to our seats. Jethro got up from his seat and ushered Ziva to the dance floor as the dj started playing Heartland’s I Loved Her First.
“They really do look like father and daughter out there.” Ducky said.
Once the song ended the dj got on his microphone once again and said that it was time for the toasts. Abby and McGee were up first since they were the maid of honor and best man. McGee let Abby speak first.
“As everyone probably knows Ziva and I didn’t exactly get off on the right foot when Director Shepard brought her to us years ago…….”
Ziva smile and laughed just as the rest us did as she remembered how mad Abby was when Kate supposedly died.
“But we became friends and family. Tony is fiercely loyal and reliable. You guys are perfect together, Congratulations.” Abby continued.
Once Abby sat down, McGee got up and spoke his peace.
“We all knew that there was something going on between Tony and Ziva from the minute Ziva joined the team. And much like myself Ziva has been at the receiving end of Tony’s practical jokes. Here’s to a life time of happiness for the both of you.”
Gibbs then took his turn.
“I know I don’t say this often, but you two are family. Tony; you are like the son I never had and Ziva; much like Abby and Kate, you fill the void that Kelly left. I am proud of both of you. Treat each other right and don’t screw it up, DiNozzo. Treat her like the queen she is, cause she deserves it.
Jenny then got up and spoke.
“Looking back now; I know bringing that Ziva here was probably one the best choice I made. It got her away from Mossad; it put her in the care of the two most caring people I know. I am so proud of all that you have accomplished over the last few months Ziva. Congratulations to both of my kids.”
“I am more than glad that the two of you are husband and wife. Now Tony has someone to keep him in line. Congrats.” Ducky said.
Now it was my turn as Ducky took his seat.
“Much like everyone else I am proud of both you. You guys are truly soulmates; I hope that Nick and I will be as happy as you two are. And like Jethro said before; you are both family. Ziva, you are like the second sister I never had. I love you both, congrats.”
Once the reception was over Jethro decided to pull out the concerned boyfriend/sister’s boyfriend/father figure/ friend card and had us all stay at his house for the night.
“What would you guys like to drink?” the bartender asked.
“Scotch.” Nick said in response.
“Bourbon, neat.” Jethro, Jenny and I answered in unison.
Nick looked at the three of us like we were from another planet.
“What?” I questioned my fiancée.
“I just find it a bit odd that the three of you all ordered bourbon.”
Jenny and I smiled knowing that bourbon was our proverbial comfort blanket.
“Its one of those things you’ll never know, honey.” I answered as I swung around in my chair to kiss Nick.
Ducky was sitting at the head table keeping four bridesmaids bouquets company as he watched Abby, McGee, Kate and Drew on the dance floor. After watching the quartet dancing in front of him; he looked over to the quartet at the bar where the two redheads he held in great respect and dignity were smiling from ear to ear with a certain happy glow about them. Even seeing his silver haired friend smile brought a bit of joy to him.
The dj got a signal from the doorman telling him that Tony and Ziva were waiting to come in.
“Everyone please join me in welcoming for the first time anywhere, Mr. and Mrs. Anthony DiNozzo Jr.” the dj said over the microphone.
All of us including Tony’s fraternity brothers stood up and clapped as the newlyweds entered the ballroom. Ziva had removed her veil and was absolutely glowing. Tony was grinning from ear to ear as usual. Tony led Ziva to the center of the dance floor where the dj had a single spotlight shinning on them.
“Now the bride and groom will dance to their first dance as husband and wife.” the dj said as he played Brad Paisley’s She’s Everything.
Before Tony and Ziva started to dance; Jenny, Jethro, Nick and I joined Ducky at the bridal table just as Abby and McGee had. Kate and Drew took their seats at the table next to the bridal table.
“She’s absolutely glowing.” Abby commented as we all watched Tony and Ziva dance.
I happened to notice the looks on Jenny and Jethro’s faces for a brief second. They were looks of proud parents watching their children grow up before them. But within seconds that was shattered by Kate’s comment.
“There could be another reason why Ziva is glowing.”
“Shut it Kate.” I said.
Both Kate and I turned to see Jethro giving us the Gibbs stare telling us both to shut up.
“Sorry Gibbs.” Kate said.
“Don’t apologize; it’s a sign of weakness.” I said to Kate seeing the look of slight aggravation on Jethro’s face.
It was midway through She’s Everything when the dj’s voice echoed over the speakers.
“Tony and Ziva would like to invite those of you that are in love to join them on the dance floor.”
Palmer got up from his seat and walked over to AJ.
“Will you accompany me on the dance floor, AJ?” Palmer asked.
“Yes; Jimmy, I will.”
We were all completely stunned as Palmer led AJ to the dance floor. Before long we noticed someone else in the room.
“Would you like to dance?” Jordan asked Ducky.
“Why yes I would.” Ducky answered taking Jordan’s arm and intertwining it with his.
McGee asked Abby to dance just as Drew asked Kate to.
“Jenny.” Gibbs said in his own unique way of asking her things.
“You really do know how to sweet talk a girl, Jethro.” Jenny said as linked her arm with Jethro’s.
“Jay, wanna dance?” Nick asked me.
“I’d do anything with you. In fact there are a few things I’d like to do with you right now.”
All of us danced for a while and then we sat down to eat. Once we were done eating Nick and I sneaked away for sometime to ourselves.
“Where did Jaylyn and Nick go?” Jethro asked.
“They went do what we do ever so well.” Jenny said with wishful glint in her eyes.
My sister was right about one thing; Nick and I were doing the one thing she and Gibbs had perfected years ago in Europe.
“It’s not exactly Marseilles, but it will do.” I said.
A few minutes later Nick and I lay in bed with the covers wrapped around us.
“That was……” Nick said.
“Amazing.”
“It was out this world, life shattering amazing, Jay. Can’t believe we waited all this time for this.”
“It was worth the wait. Now we better get back.” I said.
“But we have time before Gibbs and Ziva dance the father, daughter dance. And it’s not like it’s time for you to make your toast.” Nick said as nuzzled my neck and whispered sweet nothings into my ear in attempt to get me to stay in bed.
The affect I had on Nick was obvious. It was the same affect my sister had on Jethro. Both Jethro and Nick obviously had an Achilles’ heel for redheads.
“Come on; we had our fun. It’s time we rejoin the others.”
Nick and I got dressed. Nick zipped my dress up in the back grudgingly. Minutes later we had given the room key back to the concierge and went back to the ballroom. Jenny and I were talking for few minutes.
“Did you have fun on your little rendezvous?” Jenny asked.
“Don’t I look like I did?”
Before Jenny could answer the dj had come over to us with a question.
“Ms. Shepard.”
“Yes.” Jenny and I said in unison.
“It’s time for the bride to dance with her father. Is her father here?”
Jenny and I looked at each other; both of us knowing the question before us had a loaded answer to it.
“Her father isn’t here, he died a few months ago.” Jenny answered.
“Is there someone else she could dance with? Her father-in-law possibly.”
“Her father-in-law left after the ceremony. But Jethro will dance with her for the father; daughter dance. He is the closest thing she has to a father.” I responded.
The dj went back to his area as Jenny and I returned to our seats. Jethro got up from his seat and ushered Ziva to the dance floor as the dj started playing Heartland’s I Loved Her First.
“They really do look like father and daughter out there.” Ducky said.
Once the song ended the dj got on his microphone once again and said that it was time for the toasts. Abby and McGee were up first since they were the maid of honor and best man. McGee let Abby speak first.
“As everyone probably knows Ziva and I didn’t exactly get off on the right foot when Director Shepard brought her to us years ago…….”
Ziva smile and laughed just as the rest us did as she remembered how mad Abby was when Kate supposedly died.
“But we became friends and family. Tony is fiercely loyal and reliable. You guys are perfect together, Congratulations.” Abby continued.
Once Abby sat down, McGee got up and spoke his peace.
“We all knew that there was something going on between Tony and Ziva from the minute Ziva joined the team. And much like myself Ziva has been at the receiving end of Tony’s practical jokes. Here’s to a life time of happiness for the both of you.”
Gibbs then took his turn.
“I know I don’t say this often, but you two are family. Tony; you are like the son I never had and Ziva; much like Abby and Kate, you fill the void that Kelly left. I am proud of both of you. Treat each other right and don’t screw it up, DiNozzo. Treat her like the queen she is, cause she deserves it.
Jenny then got up and spoke.
“Looking back now; I know bringing that Ziva here was probably one the best choice I made. It got her away from Mossad; it put her in the care of the two most caring people I know. I am so proud of all that you have accomplished over the last few months Ziva. Congratulations to both of my kids.”
“I am more than glad that the two of you are husband and wife. Now Tony has someone to keep him in line. Congrats.” Ducky said.
Now it was my turn as Ducky took his seat.
“Much like everyone else I am proud of both you. You guys are truly soulmates; I hope that Nick and I will be as happy as you two are. And like Jethro said before; you are both family. Ziva, you are like the second sister I never had. I love you both, congrats.”
Once the reception was over Jethro decided to pull out the concerned boyfriend/sister’s boyfriend/father figure/ friend card and had us all stay at his house for the night.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
A Tiva Wedding
The next day was Tony and Ziva’s big day. Jethro had offered up his backyard for Tony and Ziva’s wedding as well as mine and Nick’s. Nick had agreed to us waiting until Ziva and Tony got back from their honeymoon to have our wedding so that I could have Ziva as my matron of honor. Ziva had always been like a second sister to me and Nick knew that. Even though Nick wouldn’t admit it I knew he wanted Tony to be standing beside him as one of his groomsmen. The men were changing into their tuxedos in Jethro’s basement. Ziva was changing into her white strapless bodes gown with black trim and matching veil as Jenny, Abby, AJ and I changed into our black strapless bodes bridesmaids dresses in what used to be Kelly’s bedroom. Kate was with us; bonding with us and helping us.
When Ziva, Abby, Kate, AJ, Jenny and I walked into Kelly’s room we were all taken aback. Jethro had left Kelly’s room the way she had it when she was last in there nineteen years ago. Jenny, Abby, Ziva and I instantly knew whose room it was. AJ and Kate weren’t quite sure at first. After we hadn’t said anything and stood at the threshold of Kelly’s room on the hallway side I had decided that the silence needed to broken.
“This room is a shrine.”
“What would you expect; he misses her.” Jenny said.
“Gibbs always thought he would be able to see her grow up.” Ziva said.
“She died too young.”
“Whose room is this?” Kate inquired.
“It’s Kelly’s.”
“Kelly?” AJ asked.
“Kelly was Jethro’s daughter; she was murdered when she was eight years old along with his first wife by a Mexican drug dealer.” Jenny answered.
I could see Kate and AJ’s expressions saddened instantly as they processed what the rest of us had known for awhile. We all made sure not to move anything from its place. Kelly’s room had various strawberry shortcake dolls with their accessories, a my little pony or two, some care bears were scattered across the many handmade wooden shelves Jethro had made for Kelly; then sitting on at the head of Kelly’s bed in front of the pillows was the Barry Smiles bear that Jethro had spent hours in line for one Christmas Eve. The champagne was flowing freely between the six of us as we waited for the ceremony to start.
After a few sips of champagne and a toast Jethro came to tell us that Tony and the others were waiting outside. Kate had gone to take her seat outside. Tony greeted her with a hug before she sat down.
“Thanks for everything, sis.” Tony said to Kate with a smile on his face as he slightly hinted to the conversation they had on their way to check out Paula Cassidy’s room in Gitmo six years earlier.
“Your welcome, I hope you and Ziva will be very happy together.” Kate said as she took her seat.
Jenny, Abby, AJ and I left Kelly’s room and headed downstairs to start walking down the aisle. Ziva and Jethro were a few steps behind us.
“Thank-you so much for doing this; Gibbs, I know you wish that it was Kelly you were walking down aisle today.” Ziva said as she and Jethro came to the doorway.
Jethro smiled for a second which Ziva had known was his of saying you’re welcome to her.
“I know that I haven’t verbally admitted to you, Tony, McGee and Kate over the years that I see you all as my daughters and sons like I do with Abby.”
“It's okay Gibbs; we know that you see all of us as your kids. We’re a family, all nine of us.”
Abby, AJ, Jenny and I were in our places. Ducky pressed the play button on Abby’s portable stereo to play Here Comes the Bride. Tony’s father, Ziva’s Aunt Netti, Kate, and some of Tony’s fraternity brothers all stood up and turned to see Ziva standing with Jethro. Within a few minutes Jethro and Ziva were up at the altar with the rest us as those in attendance took their seats. Jethro lifted Ziva’s veil and kissed her cheek.
“Take care of each other.” Jethro said to Tony and Ziva as he took his place next to Ducky across from Jenny.
Ten minutes later Tony and Ziva said I do and walked down the aisle as Mr. and Mrs. Anthony DiNozzo Jr. Tony and Ziva waited for the limousine to bring them to their reception. Tony’s father came up to them for a brief moment.
“I wanted to stop by and congratulate the both of you before I left. I am unable to stay for your reception, business calls.”
“Well thank you for coming.” Ziva said.
“Thanks Dad, it meant a lot that you came today.”
“You’re Welcome, both of you. I am proud of you son and welcome to the family, Ziva.” Senior said as he gave Ziva a hug and left.
Ziva’s Aunt Netti also stopped by to say goodbye since she had a flight back to Tel-Aviv she had to catch. Some of Tony’s fraternity brothers were on their way to the reception. Now it was time for the nine of us to let loose and party for awhile in celebration of Tony and Ziva’s marriage.
When Ziva, Abby, Kate, AJ, Jenny and I walked into Kelly’s room we were all taken aback. Jethro had left Kelly’s room the way she had it when she was last in there nineteen years ago. Jenny, Abby, Ziva and I instantly knew whose room it was. AJ and Kate weren’t quite sure at first. After we hadn’t said anything and stood at the threshold of Kelly’s room on the hallway side I had decided that the silence needed to broken.
“This room is a shrine.”
“What would you expect; he misses her.” Jenny said.
“Gibbs always thought he would be able to see her grow up.” Ziva said.
“She died too young.”
“Whose room is this?” Kate inquired.
“It’s Kelly’s.”
“Kelly?” AJ asked.
“Kelly was Jethro’s daughter; she was murdered when she was eight years old along with his first wife by a Mexican drug dealer.” Jenny answered.
I could see Kate and AJ’s expressions saddened instantly as they processed what the rest of us had known for awhile. We all made sure not to move anything from its place. Kelly’s room had various strawberry shortcake dolls with their accessories, a my little pony or two, some care bears were scattered across the many handmade wooden shelves Jethro had made for Kelly; then sitting on at the head of Kelly’s bed in front of the pillows was the Barry Smiles bear that Jethro had spent hours in line for one Christmas Eve. The champagne was flowing freely between the six of us as we waited for the ceremony to start.
After a few sips of champagne and a toast Jethro came to tell us that Tony and the others were waiting outside. Kate had gone to take her seat outside. Tony greeted her with a hug before she sat down.
“Thanks for everything, sis.” Tony said to Kate with a smile on his face as he slightly hinted to the conversation they had on their way to check out Paula Cassidy’s room in Gitmo six years earlier.
“Your welcome, I hope you and Ziva will be very happy together.” Kate said as she took her seat.
Jenny, Abby, AJ and I left Kelly’s room and headed downstairs to start walking down the aisle. Ziva and Jethro were a few steps behind us.
“Thank-you so much for doing this; Gibbs, I know you wish that it was Kelly you were walking down aisle today.” Ziva said as she and Jethro came to the doorway.
Jethro smiled for a second which Ziva had known was his of saying you’re welcome to her.
“I know that I haven’t verbally admitted to you, Tony, McGee and Kate over the years that I see you all as my daughters and sons like I do with Abby.”
“It's okay Gibbs; we know that you see all of us as your kids. We’re a family, all nine of us.”
Abby, AJ, Jenny and I were in our places. Ducky pressed the play button on Abby’s portable stereo to play Here Comes the Bride. Tony’s father, Ziva’s Aunt Netti, Kate, and some of Tony’s fraternity brothers all stood up and turned to see Ziva standing with Jethro. Within a few minutes Jethro and Ziva were up at the altar with the rest us as those in attendance took their seats. Jethro lifted Ziva’s veil and kissed her cheek.
“Take care of each other.” Jethro said to Tony and Ziva as he took his place next to Ducky across from Jenny.
Ten minutes later Tony and Ziva said I do and walked down the aisle as Mr. and Mrs. Anthony DiNozzo Jr. Tony and Ziva waited for the limousine to bring them to their reception. Tony’s father came up to them for a brief moment.
“I wanted to stop by and congratulate the both of you before I left. I am unable to stay for your reception, business calls.”
“Well thank you for coming.” Ziva said.
“Thanks Dad, it meant a lot that you came today.”
“You’re Welcome, both of you. I am proud of you son and welcome to the family, Ziva.” Senior said as he gave Ziva a hug and left.
Ziva’s Aunt Netti also stopped by to say goodbye since she had a flight back to Tel-Aviv she had to catch. Some of Tony’s fraternity brothers were on their way to the reception. Now it was time for the nine of us to let loose and party for awhile in celebration of Tony and Ziva’s marriage.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Advice
Ziva had gone to the bathroom, Nick and I had stepped away for a moment to ourselves in a secluded part of the building, Abby and McGee went down to her lab for a few minutes, Kate stepped away to make a phone call of her own as Jethro had gone for coffee as usual. Tony briefly had a moment to himself so he decided to call his father up to tell him the news of his upcoming nuptials. The call had gone straight to his father’s voicemail after the second ring.
“Hey Dad; its junior. Just calling to see how Monte Carlo went and to tell you that Ziva and I are engaged; we are probably going to get married within the next few days if Ziva has her way. Anyway I was kind of hoping for some advice from you regarding marriage.” Tony said as he hung up just as Ziva, Kate, Abby, McGee, Nick and I made our way back to the squad room.
“Who did you call?” Ziva asked.
“My father.”
With that answer Abby, Kate and I got the cue that the five of should exit stage right for a while.
“McGee; why don’t you come with Abby and I to autopsy.” Kate suggested as she and Abby started towards the rear elevator.
“But we were just down there.”
Abby and Kate just had to give McGee one look for him to get the hint.
“Let’s go see what Jenny found out from my father.” I said to Nick.
Before Nick could protest like McGee had, I grabbed his hand and made him walk with me up to my sister’s office. As Nick and I started towards the stairs Jethro stepped out of the elevator.
“Jethro, come with us.” I said.
“Why?” Jethro questioned as he walked towards his desk.
“Stay here.”
Without saying anything more to Nick, I walked over to Jethro and grabbed his arm just as I had with Nick.
“Why?” Jethro asked again.
“Because I said so.” I said answering Jethro as we rejoined Nick and headed up to Jenny’s.
I could tell that I had just royally pissed Jethro off. No junior agent who had worked with him had ever done what I had; not even Jenny.
“What’s wrong?” Ziva asked once she and Tony had the squad room to themselves.
“Why would there be anything wrong when I’m marrying the woman of my dreams.”
“Tony, you should know by now that you don’t have to joke around with me all the time. Are you second guessing us?”
“Never.”
“Then what? It can’t be your commitment issues or is it?”
“I want this marriage to work; I don’t want it to end like one of my father’s or one of Gibbs’ for that matter.”
“You are not your father, Tony and you are definitely nothing like Gibbs.” Ziva said as she sat on Tony’s desk just like Fran Drescher did for many seasons of the Nanny.
“So when are we tying the knot?”
“Tomorrow. You have a best man and groomsmen, right?”
“Yes, I do. Who is walking you down the aisle? I hope you didn’t ask Eli?”
“No I didn’t ask Eli. He doesn’t even know that we’re engaged. I asked Gibbs to. He is the closest thing I have to a father in my life.”
“Did he say yes?”
“He was a little hesitant at first since he thought it would be Kelly he would be walking down the aisle, but he eventually did say yes.”
“Good. There is one more thing.”
“What is it?”
“I love you.” Tony said as he kissed Ziva.
“Love you too.” Ziva said once she breathed.
“Can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”
Meanwhile upstairs in Jenny’s office, I was getting reamed by Jethro.
“What were you thinking, Agent Shepard?” Jethro yelled.
I had learned from Jenny that Jethro only called his team members by their work titles when he was pissed.
“I was thinking that Tony is having second thoughts and he needed to talk things out with Ziva alone.”
“If he is having problems then you, Abby and Kate should stay out of it; let him deal with it.”
“Jethro.” Jenny said making sure he knew where the boundaries were.
“And have the team suffer cause Tony’s second guessing himself.”
Nick was too stunned at how similar I was to Jethro when it came to defending something I firmly believed in.
“Why do women have to fix things that don’t need to be fixed?” Jethro asked.
“Watch it Jethro.” Jenny said.
“It makes us feel all warm inside.”
Back downstairs the elevator binged and Anthony DiNozzo Senior stepped out. As Tony’s father made his way to the squad room he saw Kate and Abby return to the squad room with McGee as Jethro, Nick and I returned to the squad room with Jenny. Ziva went back to her desk.
“I was right before, whoever hires these gorgeous women should get a raise.” Senior said.
“Awe; Tony you are such a charmer.”Abby said.
“Are going to show me those tattoos of yours?”
Jethro gave Senior the Gibbs stare as the rest of us backed away.
“Ziva, its good to see your hair down and welcome to the family.”
“Thank-you.”
“Now who are these three ravishing women standing before me?” Senior asked.
“Dad, meet Agent Jaylyn Shepard, Agent Kate Todd and Director Jenny Shepard.” Tony said introducing Kate, Jenny and I to his father.
“Ah, you two must be sisters. Seeing anyone?” Senior asked Jenny and me.
“Sorry Mr. DiNozzo, I’m already taken.” Jenny answered as she wrapped her arms around Jethro.
“You’ve got good taste in women, Agent Gibbs. What about you doll?”
“I’m taken too, Tony.” I said as I laced my right hand with Nick’s and held up my left that had my engagement ring.
“Do you girls have any tattoos like Abby?” Senior asked as he fished for information.
Kate, Ziva, Jenny and I didn’t answer; instead we looked the other way.
“I’ll take that as a yes. Can I see them?” Senior asked.
“Dad!!!”
Jethro once again gave Senior the Gibbs stare, but this time he looked like he was going to kill Senior.
“Junior, I am staying at the Addams Hotel. I will see you and my new daughter-in-law tomorrow at the wedding. Ziva, I’d would be honored to walk you down the aisle if your father isn’t.”
“That is very nice of you to offer; Tony, but he’s not coming and I already have someone to walk me down the aisle.”
“Who?”
“Gibbs.” Ziva said with a smile as she looked over to Jethro with the rest us.
The ever allusive Gibbs smile played across Jethro’s face as he heard Ziva speak.
“Hey Dad; its junior. Just calling to see how Monte Carlo went and to tell you that Ziva and I are engaged; we are probably going to get married within the next few days if Ziva has her way. Anyway I was kind of hoping for some advice from you regarding marriage.” Tony said as he hung up just as Ziva, Kate, Abby, McGee, Nick and I made our way back to the squad room.
“Who did you call?” Ziva asked.
“My father.”
With that answer Abby, Kate and I got the cue that the five of should exit stage right for a while.
“McGee; why don’t you come with Abby and I to autopsy.” Kate suggested as she and Abby started towards the rear elevator.
“But we were just down there.”
Abby and Kate just had to give McGee one look for him to get the hint.
“Let’s go see what Jenny found out from my father.” I said to Nick.
Before Nick could protest like McGee had, I grabbed his hand and made him walk with me up to my sister’s office. As Nick and I started towards the stairs Jethro stepped out of the elevator.
“Jethro, come with us.” I said.
“Why?” Jethro questioned as he walked towards his desk.
“Stay here.”
Without saying anything more to Nick, I walked over to Jethro and grabbed his arm just as I had with Nick.
“Why?” Jethro asked again.
“Because I said so.” I said answering Jethro as we rejoined Nick and headed up to Jenny’s.
I could tell that I had just royally pissed Jethro off. No junior agent who had worked with him had ever done what I had; not even Jenny.
“What’s wrong?” Ziva asked once she and Tony had the squad room to themselves.
“Why would there be anything wrong when I’m marrying the woman of my dreams.”
“Tony, you should know by now that you don’t have to joke around with me all the time. Are you second guessing us?”
“Never.”
“Then what? It can’t be your commitment issues or is it?”
“I want this marriage to work; I don’t want it to end like one of my father’s or one of Gibbs’ for that matter.”
“You are not your father, Tony and you are definitely nothing like Gibbs.” Ziva said as she sat on Tony’s desk just like Fran Drescher did for many seasons of the Nanny.
“So when are we tying the knot?”
“Tomorrow. You have a best man and groomsmen, right?”
“Yes, I do. Who is walking you down the aisle? I hope you didn’t ask Eli?”
“No I didn’t ask Eli. He doesn’t even know that we’re engaged. I asked Gibbs to. He is the closest thing I have to a father in my life.”
“Did he say yes?”
“He was a little hesitant at first since he thought it would be Kelly he would be walking down the aisle, but he eventually did say yes.”
“Good. There is one more thing.”
“What is it?”
“I love you.” Tony said as he kissed Ziva.
“Love you too.” Ziva said once she breathed.
“Can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”
Meanwhile upstairs in Jenny’s office, I was getting reamed by Jethro.
“What were you thinking, Agent Shepard?” Jethro yelled.
I had learned from Jenny that Jethro only called his team members by their work titles when he was pissed.
“I was thinking that Tony is having second thoughts and he needed to talk things out with Ziva alone.”
“If he is having problems then you, Abby and Kate should stay out of it; let him deal with it.”
“Jethro.” Jenny said making sure he knew where the boundaries were.
“And have the team suffer cause Tony’s second guessing himself.”
Nick was too stunned at how similar I was to Jethro when it came to defending something I firmly believed in.
“Why do women have to fix things that don’t need to be fixed?” Jethro asked.
“Watch it Jethro.” Jenny said.
“It makes us feel all warm inside.”
Back downstairs the elevator binged and Anthony DiNozzo Senior stepped out. As Tony’s father made his way to the squad room he saw Kate and Abby return to the squad room with McGee as Jethro, Nick and I returned to the squad room with Jenny. Ziva went back to her desk.
“I was right before, whoever hires these gorgeous women should get a raise.” Senior said.
“Awe; Tony you are such a charmer.”Abby said.
“Are going to show me those tattoos of yours?”
Jethro gave Senior the Gibbs stare as the rest of us backed away.
“Ziva, its good to see your hair down and welcome to the family.”
“Thank-you.”
“Now who are these three ravishing women standing before me?” Senior asked.
“Dad, meet Agent Jaylyn Shepard, Agent Kate Todd and Director Jenny Shepard.” Tony said introducing Kate, Jenny and I to his father.
“Ah, you two must be sisters. Seeing anyone?” Senior asked Jenny and me.
“Sorry Mr. DiNozzo, I’m already taken.” Jenny answered as she wrapped her arms around Jethro.
“You’ve got good taste in women, Agent Gibbs. What about you doll?”
“I’m taken too, Tony.” I said as I laced my right hand with Nick’s and held up my left that had my engagement ring.
“Do you girls have any tattoos like Abby?” Senior asked as he fished for information.
Kate, Ziva, Jenny and I didn’t answer; instead we looked the other way.
“I’ll take that as a yes. Can I see them?” Senior asked.
“Dad!!!”
Jethro once again gave Senior the Gibbs stare, but this time he looked like he was going to kill Senior.
“Junior, I am staying at the Addams Hotel. I will see you and my new daughter-in-law tomorrow at the wedding. Ziva, I’d would be honored to walk you down the aisle if your father isn’t.”
“That is very nice of you to offer; Tony, but he’s not coming and I already have someone to walk me down the aisle.”
“Who?”
“Gibbs.” Ziva said with a smile as she looked over to Jethro with the rest us.
The ever allusive Gibbs smile played across Jethro’s face as he heard Ziva speak.
Dad is Back
Jenny and I waited in her office for our father to be brought to us so that we could get some information. I could see how uneasy Jenny was as we sat in her office. All the waiting was starting to get to me at this point.
“I’ve got better things to do then sit here and wait for Dad. Like planning a wedding and seeing my fiancée.”
“I know, I’ve got things to do too; but we have to take care of this.”
“Speaking of my wedding; Jen, will be one of my bridesmaids?”
“I’d be honored to be a bridesmaid, sis.”
“Dad is going to freak when he sees our tattoos.”
“He won’t be able to see mine. Maybe one or both of yours.”
“Well at least I don’t have the Eiffel Tower tattooed on my hip with my initials and my boyfriend’s initials.” I said as I walked over to her desk.
“Dad won’t see it, but he’ll see that tattoo on your lower back.”
“If he hasn’t connected the dots that Nick and I are engaged by seeing this on my hand then there is something wrong with him.” I said as I held my hand up.
Jenny’s door opened to reveal our father.
“Jennifer, Jaylyn.” Jasper said once again.
“It’s good to see you again, dad.” Jenny said.
“You two have really grown up since I last saw you.”
“Well we kind had to since I am twenty-five and Jenny is forty-five.”
“Thanks for reminding me that I am old, Jay.”
“Doubt Jethro thinks that.”
“So Jethro is the name of the man you were mesmerized with before. And what is your boyfriend’s name Jaylyn?”
“My fiancée’s name is Nick.” I answered as a file from Jenny’s desk fell to the floor.
“Jaylyn.” Jenny said.
“Sorry, I got it.” I said as I bent over to pick up the file.
As I bent over my top came up a bit in the back to reveal my heart tattoo with my initials and Nick’s inside it.
“Jaylyn Emma Shepard, what the hell is that on your back?” Jasper questioned.
“It’s a tattoo, Dad.”
“Did that Goth forensic scientist persuade you to damage yourself like that?”
Jenny had that here we go again look on her face.
“That Goth forensic scientist’s name is Abby and no she didn’t persuade me to get this tattoo. It was my choice to get it.”
“Are there any other tattoos I should know about?”
“Jay don’t.” Jenny said.
“Jen has the Eiffel Tower tattooed on her hip with her initials and Jethro’s initials. We both have angel wings on our shoulder blades in memory of mom.”
“When did you two damage yourselves with these markings?”
“I got my angel wings when I turned eighteen and the Eiffel Tower was done when I was thirty-one.” Jenny answered.
“I had my angel wings done when I was nineteen and the heart was a few hours ago; I’m letting it breathe.”
“Jaylyn, you are dressing a bit risqué these days.” Jasper said commenting on my chosen attire.
“What part of I am twenty-five is so hard for you to understand. I can dress myself.”
“I couldn’t help but notice that you drive fast and all over the place. Who taught you how to drive?”
“Jethro and Ziva; got a problem with that too?”
“It’s unsafe.”
“I can’t take this anymore, Jen. I have a fiancée to see and a wedding to plan. Maybe I’ll see you later, dad.” I said as I walked out.
“What’s wrong with her?” Jasper asked Jenny.
“Really dad? You just called your daughter a tramp. Now it’s my turn to ask the questions.”
“Go ahead.”
“Where have you been the last fifteen years?”
“The witness protection program.” Jasper answered his daughter.
“Did Trent Kort have anything to do with you coming back from the dead?”
“Kort had nothing to do with this. I chose to leave the program after heard that La Grenouille was dead.”
“Where are you staying?”
“Before I answer that, wouldn’t it better if you continued this interrogation of yours in Interrogation?”
“Where are you staying?” Jenny asked again firmly.
“The Addams hotel.”
“Fine, we’ll see you at Jaylyn’s wedding. I’ll have an Agent escort you out.”
“Why are you in such a hurry?” Jasper asked.
“It could have something to do with the fact that I have an agency to run, agents to keep tabs on, two weddings to help plan, a bachelorette party to attend and a boyfriend to see.”
“It’s clear; you and your sister don’t need me. You have a whole team of people that care for the both of you.”
“We’re just self-sufficient now. And please be at Jaylyn’s wedding, you have to walk her down the aisle.”
“I’ll be there, just make sure I know when the event is.”
“Will do; there will be an agent waiting for you at the elevator you came up in.”
“Before I leave; let me say this, your sister is too young to be getting married. You should have stopped her, Jennifer.
“One its Jen or Jenny now and two Jaylyn is love; that’s why told her to say yes.”
Our father nodded and left Jenny to her work. Nick had come up to the squad room once he had gotten back. As I saw my father descend the stairs behind Tony and McGee’s desks; I pulled Nick closer to me. Jenny made her way to MTAC as Dad came down the stairs. At the exact moment Dad looked over to where I was in the squad room; I brought Nick even closer and kissed him passionately until the elevator doors closed after my father was inside.
Once Nick and I separated I had gotten a text message from Jen who had just sat down in MTAC. Nick was completely stunned as I read the text message from my sister.
“What the hell possessed you to make-out with Nick as Dad left.”
After reading the text message from Jenny, I responded.
“Kissing my fiancée had nothing to do with Dad walking by the squad room; I just wanted to kiss my fiancée. I know you would rather be kissing Jethro then sitting up there in MTAC. Don’t judge; sis.”
“I’ve got better things to do then sit here and wait for Dad. Like planning a wedding and seeing my fiancée.”
“I know, I’ve got things to do too; but we have to take care of this.”
“Speaking of my wedding; Jen, will be one of my bridesmaids?”
“I’d be honored to be a bridesmaid, sis.”
“Dad is going to freak when he sees our tattoos.”
“He won’t be able to see mine. Maybe one or both of yours.”
“Well at least I don’t have the Eiffel Tower tattooed on my hip with my initials and my boyfriend’s initials.” I said as I walked over to her desk.
“Dad won’t see it, but he’ll see that tattoo on your lower back.”
“If he hasn’t connected the dots that Nick and I are engaged by seeing this on my hand then there is something wrong with him.” I said as I held my hand up.
Jenny’s door opened to reveal our father.
“Jennifer, Jaylyn.” Jasper said once again.
“It’s good to see you again, dad.” Jenny said.
“You two have really grown up since I last saw you.”
“Well we kind had to since I am twenty-five and Jenny is forty-five.”
“Thanks for reminding me that I am old, Jay.”
“Doubt Jethro thinks that.”
“So Jethro is the name of the man you were mesmerized with before. And what is your boyfriend’s name Jaylyn?”
“My fiancée’s name is Nick.” I answered as a file from Jenny’s desk fell to the floor.
“Jaylyn.” Jenny said.
“Sorry, I got it.” I said as I bent over to pick up the file.
As I bent over my top came up a bit in the back to reveal my heart tattoo with my initials and Nick’s inside it.
“Jaylyn Emma Shepard, what the hell is that on your back?” Jasper questioned.
“It’s a tattoo, Dad.”
“Did that Goth forensic scientist persuade you to damage yourself like that?”
Jenny had that here we go again look on her face.
“That Goth forensic scientist’s name is Abby and no she didn’t persuade me to get this tattoo. It was my choice to get it.”
“Are there any other tattoos I should know about?”
“Jay don’t.” Jenny said.
“Jen has the Eiffel Tower tattooed on her hip with her initials and Jethro’s initials. We both have angel wings on our shoulder blades in memory of mom.”
“When did you two damage yourselves with these markings?”
“I got my angel wings when I turned eighteen and the Eiffel Tower was done when I was thirty-one.” Jenny answered.
“I had my angel wings done when I was nineteen and the heart was a few hours ago; I’m letting it breathe.”
“Jaylyn, you are dressing a bit risqué these days.” Jasper said commenting on my chosen attire.
“What part of I am twenty-five is so hard for you to understand. I can dress myself.”
“I couldn’t help but notice that you drive fast and all over the place. Who taught you how to drive?”
“Jethro and Ziva; got a problem with that too?”
“It’s unsafe.”
“I can’t take this anymore, Jen. I have a fiancée to see and a wedding to plan. Maybe I’ll see you later, dad.” I said as I walked out.
“What’s wrong with her?” Jasper asked Jenny.
“Really dad? You just called your daughter a tramp. Now it’s my turn to ask the questions.”
“Go ahead.”
“Where have you been the last fifteen years?”
“The witness protection program.” Jasper answered his daughter.
“Did Trent Kort have anything to do with you coming back from the dead?”
“Kort had nothing to do with this. I chose to leave the program after heard that La Grenouille was dead.”
“Where are you staying?”
“Before I answer that, wouldn’t it better if you continued this interrogation of yours in Interrogation?”
“Where are you staying?” Jenny asked again firmly.
“The Addams hotel.”
“Fine, we’ll see you at Jaylyn’s wedding. I’ll have an Agent escort you out.”
“Why are you in such a hurry?” Jasper asked.
“It could have something to do with the fact that I have an agency to run, agents to keep tabs on, two weddings to help plan, a bachelorette party to attend and a boyfriend to see.”
“It’s clear; you and your sister don’t need me. You have a whole team of people that care for the both of you.”
“We’re just self-sufficient now. And please be at Jaylyn’s wedding, you have to walk her down the aisle.”
“I’ll be there, just make sure I know when the event is.”
“Will do; there will be an agent waiting for you at the elevator you came up in.”
“Before I leave; let me say this, your sister is too young to be getting married. You should have stopped her, Jennifer.
“One its Jen or Jenny now and two Jaylyn is love; that’s why told her to say yes.”
Our father nodded and left Jenny to her work. Nick had come up to the squad room once he had gotten back. As I saw my father descend the stairs behind Tony and McGee’s desks; I pulled Nick closer to me. Jenny made her way to MTAC as Dad came down the stairs. At the exact moment Dad looked over to where I was in the squad room; I brought Nick even closer and kissed him passionately until the elevator doors closed after my father was inside.
Once Nick and I separated I had gotten a text message from Jen who had just sat down in MTAC. Nick was completely stunned as I read the text message from my sister.
“What the hell possessed you to make-out with Nick as Dad left.”
After reading the text message from Jenny, I responded.
“Kissing my fiancée had nothing to do with Dad walking by the squad room; I just wanted to kiss my fiancée. I know you would rather be kissing Jethro then sitting up there in MTAC. Don’t judge; sis.”
Wedding Shower and Surprise
That day it was pretty slow for us. Jethro had allowed Abby to stay up in the squad room for the day. Kate had finally decided to drop the bitch act and make amends with Ziva. Jethro was slowly coming to terms with Tony, Ziva and I breaking one his rules. He was still kind of mad, but I knew that he would eventually get over it.
“You look like you are still pissed, Jethro.”
“Well of course I’m pissed, Jay. You broke the rules.”
“What about rule 18; it’s better to seek forgiveness than ask permission.” I said.
Jethro smiled as he remembered when Jenny brought up the same rule.
“I know your rules, Jethro. Jen taught them to me as you taught them to her.”
“So what do you guys plan on doing for your wedding showers?” Abby asked Ziva and I.
“We were thinking that we all would go to the gym to play a pick-up game of basketball, men versus women.” Ziva answered.
“You’re thinking that you, Kate, Abby, Jaylyn, AJ and the Director can take on Ducky, Probie, Autopsy Gremlin, Gibbs and me in a pick-up game?”
“Oh; we know, we can. We’ve got our own secret weapon; Mr. Ohio State.” Ziva said.
“Let’s go.” Tony said.
There was an odd sense of rivalry between Tony and Ziva.
“Someone call Ducky, Palmer and the Director.” Jethro said.
“I’ll get Jen.” I said as I grabbed my gym bag.
“I’ll call Ducky and Palmer.” Abby said as she pulled out her cell to call down to autopsy.
A few minutes later the guys were in the men’s locker room changing into their gym clothes as we changed into ours. Tony laced up his sneakers as he started wondering aloud who our secret weapon was. The others were sort of listening to Tony’s rant.
“We know Kate is athletic just from the ass-kickin’ she left Probie with five years ago.”
“Thanks for the reminder, Tony.”
“Ziva is a bit competitive so she will do anything to win; Abby and the Director don’t seem like the athletic types. It’s got to be Jaylyn.”
“Ya done DiNozzo?” Gibbs asked.
“Yes boss.”
By the time the men came out to the court we were already warming up. After an hour had passed the score was 15-10 our favor. Tony had been sulking that they were down by five.
“Next basket wins.” Jethro called as he threw the ball to Jenny to check it.
“Fine with me.” Jenny said.
Gibbs then passed the ball to Tony, but Ziva grabbed the ball as she knocked Tony down.
“Told you she was competitive.” Tony said to the others as Ziva came to his aide after she passed the ball to Abby.
“I am not competitive. Need help up?”
“Ah yea.”
Before long I had scored the winning basket as Ducky, Kate, AJ and Palmer sat down on the bench.
“Good game.” Jethro said as he kissed Jenny.
“Nice shot.” Nick said as he followed Jethro’s lead and kissed me.
Both Tony and McGee congratulated Ziva and Abby like Nick had just done with me.
As Jenny kissed Jethro and I kissed Nick; we heard a familiar voice that we hadn’t heard in fifteen years.
“Jennifer, Jaylyn.”
Jenny and I quickly pulled away from our respective men to see our father standing on the sidelines of the court. Neither of us knew what to think, as far as we both were concerned Colonel Jasper Shepard had died fifteen years ago at the hands of Rene Benoit. Jethro had that wary look on his face when he saw our father standing on the court.
“It’s okay Jethro. He won’t hurt Jay and me.”
“Who is he?” Kate asked as he joined the rest of us.
“Their father.” Jethro answered.
At that point the men had gone to their locker room to change just as we followed suit. Both Jenny and I were beginning to wonder who raised our father from the grave. Once the entire team was ready to go back to NCIS we had left the gym. Jethro insisted that Jenny and I ride back with Abby and Ziva as he drove our father back to NCIS. When we got back to NCIS, Tony and Ziva brought Jasper to one of the conference rooms. Jenny and I were up in her office.
“Fifteen years and he’s back, what the hell is going on Jen?”
“I have no idea, I’ve been wondering that myself.”
“Kort better not be behind this?”
“I doubt he is. We’ll find out soon enough what’s going on.”
“You want me to tell Ziva to bring Dad over.”
“No, I’ll call her. Just sit down and relax.”
“You look like you are still pissed, Jethro.”
“Well of course I’m pissed, Jay. You broke the rules.”
“What about rule 18; it’s better to seek forgiveness than ask permission.” I said.
Jethro smiled as he remembered when Jenny brought up the same rule.
“I know your rules, Jethro. Jen taught them to me as you taught them to her.”
“So what do you guys plan on doing for your wedding showers?” Abby asked Ziva and I.
“We were thinking that we all would go to the gym to play a pick-up game of basketball, men versus women.” Ziva answered.
“You’re thinking that you, Kate, Abby, Jaylyn, AJ and the Director can take on Ducky, Probie, Autopsy Gremlin, Gibbs and me in a pick-up game?”
“Oh; we know, we can. We’ve got our own secret weapon; Mr. Ohio State.” Ziva said.
“Let’s go.” Tony said.
There was an odd sense of rivalry between Tony and Ziva.
“Someone call Ducky, Palmer and the Director.” Jethro said.
“I’ll get Jen.” I said as I grabbed my gym bag.
“I’ll call Ducky and Palmer.” Abby said as she pulled out her cell to call down to autopsy.
A few minutes later the guys were in the men’s locker room changing into their gym clothes as we changed into ours. Tony laced up his sneakers as he started wondering aloud who our secret weapon was. The others were sort of listening to Tony’s rant.
“We know Kate is athletic just from the ass-kickin’ she left Probie with five years ago.”
“Thanks for the reminder, Tony.”
“Ziva is a bit competitive so she will do anything to win; Abby and the Director don’t seem like the athletic types. It’s got to be Jaylyn.”
“Ya done DiNozzo?” Gibbs asked.
“Yes boss.”
By the time the men came out to the court we were already warming up. After an hour had passed the score was 15-10 our favor. Tony had been sulking that they were down by five.
“Next basket wins.” Jethro called as he threw the ball to Jenny to check it.
“Fine with me.” Jenny said.
Gibbs then passed the ball to Tony, but Ziva grabbed the ball as she knocked Tony down.
“Told you she was competitive.” Tony said to the others as Ziva came to his aide after she passed the ball to Abby.
“I am not competitive. Need help up?”
“Ah yea.”
Before long I had scored the winning basket as Ducky, Kate, AJ and Palmer sat down on the bench.
“Good game.” Jethro said as he kissed Jenny.
“Nice shot.” Nick said as he followed Jethro’s lead and kissed me.
Both Tony and McGee congratulated Ziva and Abby like Nick had just done with me.
As Jenny kissed Jethro and I kissed Nick; we heard a familiar voice that we hadn’t heard in fifteen years.
“Jennifer, Jaylyn.”
Jenny and I quickly pulled away from our respective men to see our father standing on the sidelines of the court. Neither of us knew what to think, as far as we both were concerned Colonel Jasper Shepard had died fifteen years ago at the hands of Rene Benoit. Jethro had that wary look on his face when he saw our father standing on the court.
“It’s okay Jethro. He won’t hurt Jay and me.”
“Who is he?” Kate asked as he joined the rest of us.
“Their father.” Jethro answered.
At that point the men had gone to their locker room to change just as we followed suit. Both Jenny and I were beginning to wonder who raised our father from the grave. Once the entire team was ready to go back to NCIS we had left the gym. Jethro insisted that Jenny and I ride back with Abby and Ziva as he drove our father back to NCIS. When we got back to NCIS, Tony and Ziva brought Jasper to one of the conference rooms. Jenny and I were up in her office.
“Fifteen years and he’s back, what the hell is going on Jen?”
“I have no idea, I’ve been wondering that myself.”
“Kort better not be behind this?”
“I doubt he is. We’ll find out soon enough what’s going on.”
“You want me to tell Ziva to bring Dad over.”
“No, I’ll call her. Just sit down and relax.”
Saying Yes, Telling Gibbs
By 2am Monday morning we were all back at the office for yet another day of work. As usual I wasted no time in heading to Jenny’s office.
“What’s going on?” Jenny asked as I walked in.
“Oh not much; your twenty-five year old sister was just proposed to nine hours ago and has absolutely no idea what to say or do.”
“How can you not know what to say?”
“Jen; I want to say yes, believe me I do. But I always thought I’d be older when I got married and Dad would be here to walk me down the aisle.”
“We both thought he would be here for that. Its not like you don’t have someone to walk you down the aisle.”
“Jethro will already be taken.”
“By who?”
“Ziva.”
“Tony proposed? When?”
“He proposed to Ziva yesterday afternoon a few hours before Nick proposed to me.”
“So Ziva said yes.”
“Of course she said yes. You should see the ring he gave her.” I said as I sat down in front of her.
“What about the ring Nick has for you?”
“Tiffany and Company just like Ziva’s, platinum and emerald cut like hers, but mine has three stones. Hers has one.”
“See you are already convinced.”
“I guess a platinum diamond engagement ring from Tiffany’s can win any girl over.” I said as I started towards the door.
“So does that mean you are going to say yes?” Jenny asked.
“Of course. Wouldn’t you if Jethro had a ring like that for you?”
“Yeah I would.”
“Still kind of wish Mom and Dad were here.” I said as I opened the door.
“You still have me. Do me a favor?”
“What is it?”
“Wait a while before you make me Aunt Jenny.”
“I’ll try, I can’t say Tony and Ziva will stick to that promise. I will come up to show you the ring later. Now Ziva and I just have to break the news to Jethro.” I said as I walked out to find Nick.
“Good luck with that.”
“Thanks, Jen.” I called back.
Jethro had gone for coffee and a Caf-Pow for Abby, so I had a few minutes to find Nick. Ziva was showing her engagement ring to Abby as I came down to the squad room. Tony had the classic Tony smirk on his face and McGee couldn’t help but roll his eyes at Tony.
“Have you seen Ziva’s ring?” Abby asked me as I pulled my cell phone out to call Nick.
“We’ve all seen Ziva’s ring, Abby.” Kate said.
“Trying to be the world’s biggest bitch, Kate?” I asked.
Tony, Abby and McGee looked at me like I was crazy.
“You do know that I can kick your ass.”
“I know, but you won’t.”
“You can’t always hide behind your sister.”
“I’m not hiding behind her. If anything you’re the one who is hiding behind your issues with Ziva.”
“To hell, I am.”
“You think she is just like her brother. Ziva is nothing like her brother. She saved Jenny countless times, she’s had everyone’s back since the day she came to this agency. Ziva has been through hell and back this year. Hell she killed her own brother to protect Gibbs after you supposedly died. I doubt you would killed one of your brothers to protect Gibbs.”
“You are going to say yes; aren’t you?” Abby asked.
“Yeah I am, I just have to find him.”
Abby smiled from ear to ear. Within minutes Nick answered.
“Nick.”
“Hey its Jay, got a minute?”
“For you I have all the minutes in the world.”
“Awe, I knew there was a reason why I love you. Anyway I have an answer to the question you asked before. Can you come up to the squad room?”
“Sure, I be there in five.”
I hung up with Nick and called my sister.
“Jen, I want you down here when Nick comes up.”
“On my way.”
By the time Nick came up to the squad room Jenny had joined and was standing by Kate. Ziva was wrapped up in Tony’s arm with her engagement ring showing. Much like Ziva, Abby was wrapped up in McGee’s arms.
“Jaylyn Shepard; will you marry me?” Nick asked just as Gibbs came into the squad room.
“What’s going on?”
“Jethro shut up and get over here.” Jenny said with that look on her face that told him that he better listen to her.
“Thank-you.” I mouthed to her.
“Don’t worry about us. Answer him.”
“Yes, I will marry you.”
Nick slid the engagement ring on my finger; got up and kissed me as Tony kissed Ziva, Abby kissed McGee and Jenny kissed Jethro.
“So what’s going on?” Gibbs asked again once Jenny let him go.
“Well boss, from what you saw Jaylyn and Nick are engaged just like Ziva and I are.” Tony answered.
Gibbs didn’t say anything for a moment.
“I’m going for coffee.”
“Jethro.” Jenny said trying to get him to stay.
“Leave it, Jen. He’ll come around.”
“What’s going on?” Jenny asked as I walked in.
“Oh not much; your twenty-five year old sister was just proposed to nine hours ago and has absolutely no idea what to say or do.”
“How can you not know what to say?”
“Jen; I want to say yes, believe me I do. But I always thought I’d be older when I got married and Dad would be here to walk me down the aisle.”
“We both thought he would be here for that. Its not like you don’t have someone to walk you down the aisle.”
“Jethro will already be taken.”
“By who?”
“Ziva.”
“Tony proposed? When?”
“He proposed to Ziva yesterday afternoon a few hours before Nick proposed to me.”
“So Ziva said yes.”
“Of course she said yes. You should see the ring he gave her.” I said as I sat down in front of her.
“What about the ring Nick has for you?”
“Tiffany and Company just like Ziva’s, platinum and emerald cut like hers, but mine has three stones. Hers has one.”
“See you are already convinced.”
“I guess a platinum diamond engagement ring from Tiffany’s can win any girl over.” I said as I started towards the door.
“So does that mean you are going to say yes?” Jenny asked.
“Of course. Wouldn’t you if Jethro had a ring like that for you?”
“Yeah I would.”
“Still kind of wish Mom and Dad were here.” I said as I opened the door.
“You still have me. Do me a favor?”
“What is it?”
“Wait a while before you make me Aunt Jenny.”
“I’ll try, I can’t say Tony and Ziva will stick to that promise. I will come up to show you the ring later. Now Ziva and I just have to break the news to Jethro.” I said as I walked out to find Nick.
“Good luck with that.”
“Thanks, Jen.” I called back.
Jethro had gone for coffee and a Caf-Pow for Abby, so I had a few minutes to find Nick. Ziva was showing her engagement ring to Abby as I came down to the squad room. Tony had the classic Tony smirk on his face and McGee couldn’t help but roll his eyes at Tony.
“Have you seen Ziva’s ring?” Abby asked me as I pulled my cell phone out to call Nick.
“We’ve all seen Ziva’s ring, Abby.” Kate said.
“Trying to be the world’s biggest bitch, Kate?” I asked.
Tony, Abby and McGee looked at me like I was crazy.
“You do know that I can kick your ass.”
“I know, but you won’t.”
“You can’t always hide behind your sister.”
“I’m not hiding behind her. If anything you’re the one who is hiding behind your issues with Ziva.”
“To hell, I am.”
“You think she is just like her brother. Ziva is nothing like her brother. She saved Jenny countless times, she’s had everyone’s back since the day she came to this agency. Ziva has been through hell and back this year. Hell she killed her own brother to protect Gibbs after you supposedly died. I doubt you would killed one of your brothers to protect Gibbs.”
“You are going to say yes; aren’t you?” Abby asked.
“Yeah I am, I just have to find him.”
Abby smiled from ear to ear. Within minutes Nick answered.
“Nick.”
“Hey its Jay, got a minute?”
“For you I have all the minutes in the world.”
“Awe, I knew there was a reason why I love you. Anyway I have an answer to the question you asked before. Can you come up to the squad room?”
“Sure, I be there in five.”
I hung up with Nick and called my sister.
“Jen, I want you down here when Nick comes up.”
“On my way.”
By the time Nick came up to the squad room Jenny had joined and was standing by Kate. Ziva was wrapped up in Tony’s arm with her engagement ring showing. Much like Ziva, Abby was wrapped up in McGee’s arms.
“Jaylyn Shepard; will you marry me?” Nick asked just as Gibbs came into the squad room.
“What’s going on?”
“Jethro shut up and get over here.” Jenny said with that look on her face that told him that he better listen to her.
“Thank-you.” I mouthed to her.
“Don’t worry about us. Answer him.”
“Yes, I will marry you.”
Nick slid the engagement ring on my finger; got up and kissed me as Tony kissed Ziva, Abby kissed McGee and Jenny kissed Jethro.
“So what’s going on?” Gibbs asked again once Jenny let him go.
“Well boss, from what you saw Jaylyn and Nick are engaged just like Ziva and I are.” Tony answered.
Gibbs didn’t say anything for a moment.
“I’m going for coffee.”
“Jethro.” Jenny said trying to get him to stay.
“Leave it, Jen. He’ll come around.”
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